Douluo's Wood Soul Escape Technique

Sikong Zheng's entire face has been buried in the shadows, making it difficult to see his specific expression.

Dugu Bo crossed his arms and no longer sneered, but looked expressionless.

He no longer bothered to waste any expression in front of Sikong Zheng.

In Dugu Bo's view, competing with a brat like Sikong Zheng would simply lower his style as a titled Douluo.

It's just a small person, just kill him casually.

Dugu Bo looked at the trash in front of him who dared to challenge him, shook his head in disappointment, felt bored, and was ready to kill the kid in front of him.

Dugu Bo's left hand was inserted into his back. His tall and thin body was as straight as a javelin. His right hand was stretched out like a ghost, and a series of afterimages overlapped. It can be said that the strength of the titled Douluo was fully revealed.

But that's not the point. What is Dugu Bo's title?It's poison!All his abilities lie in poison.

I saw a green poisonous mist rising from Dugu Bo's right palm.

As soon as the poisonous mist came out, it was accompanied by a strong pungent smell. What was even more frightening was that there was a "sizzling" sound in the air, and the poisonous mist seemed to corrode the air.

In response to his words, Dugu Bo said that he would make Sikong Zheng's life worse than death. It seemed that he was not just talking about it.

Dugu Bo's eyes were indifferent, and he raised his right palm to touch Sikong Zheng's face.

"slow."

Sikong Zheng immediately raised his right hand and shouted softly.

Dugu Bo stopped his movements, without doubting his presence, and said condescendingly:

"Boy, don't say I won't give you a chance. Tell me if you have any last words. I'll send you on your way."

After saying that, he looked at Sikong Zheng sideways, as if he was offering you a few more seconds to live.

Sikong Zheng slowly raised his head, his eyes were calm, and he said calmly:

"My last words are..., they are..., die for me!!!"

Sikong Zheng's soul power surged rapidly, his expression management lost control again, and his face instantly twisted together.

Even when Sikong Zheng shouted the last three words, his voice broke due to excessive excitement in his heart, which shows how "crazy" he was.

Before he finished speaking, his five right fingers were already flashing with manic thunder and lightning, and tiny thunder snakes were wrapped around his arm.

Sikong Zheng's five fingers turned into five peerless thunder knives, and he quickly probed for Dugu Bo's heart. With the sharpness of thunder and lightning, he tried to grab Dugu Bo's heart with one blow, and directly used his black hands to kill him.

Because it was a sneak attack and he had to catch others off guard, Sikong Zheng didn't have time to unleash his powerful skills.

Dugu Bo was a Titled Douluo after all. For a moment, his hair stood on end and his whole body was filled with shock and anger. However, his rich experience allowed him to make an instant judgment and decisively pulled out his left arm to protect his chest, blocking its vital position.

At this time, the previously manic thunder and lightning suddenly stopped screaming and returned to calm.

But it is this kind of calmness that becomes more and more abnormal, just like the surface of a calm lake, it is just an appearance, and danger is often hidden under the deep and terrifying water of the lake.

The thunder and lightning given by the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger made Sikong Zheng's five fingers cut into tofu like a knife, instantly piercing the flesh and blood of Dugu Bo's left arm.

At this time, the thunder and lightning that had been dormant before finally showed its ferocious power. It concentrated a little more in order to explode better.

Purple thunder and lightning exploded unbridled in Dugu Bo's left arm, making a scalp-numbing tingling sound, followed by splashes of bright red flesh and blood.

Sikong Zheng struck out, but did not get the expected effect. He did not give Dugubo a chance to counterattack him, and retreated decisively.

In three moves, Sikong Zheng instantly distanced himself from Dugu Bo by a hundred meters.

Sikong Zheng touched the ground with the soles of his feet, creating three afterimages. A set of action decisions flowed smoothly, fully demonstrating Sikong Zheng's hard work and standing horizontally.

He did not rely solely on luck in the killing city, his decisive execution was what made him difficult to deal with.

Dugu Bo relied on himself as a Titled Douluo, so he naturally didn't take Sikong Zheng seriously. After all, in the soul master world, who dared to believe that someone would dare to sneak attack a Titled Douluo?

Sikong Zheng and Dugu Bo were already very close to each other, but due to Dugu Bo's carelessness and Sikong Zheng's calculations, the sneak attack was successful by chance.

"Hmm~"

Dugu Bo groaned, suffering severe pain, but the Poison Douluo didn't scream.

I saw that the place where the wound on Dugubo's left arm was cut actually revealed dense white bones, with several pieces of flesh and blood hanging between the bones.

Those who are weak-willed will definitely vomit or even faint from fear at first glance.

Dugu Bo did not panic, his face was calm, he quickly tapped his body a few times, and used his powerful soul power to temporarily suppress the injury.

But despite this, a large amount of blood still seeped out, staining his green clothes red.

"Hahahahahaha..., a little, a little, a little..., old dog, how does it taste?"

Sikong Zheng laughed heartily and mocked Dugu Bo without any fear.

You are not a good person, and I am definitely not a kind person.

"Damn."

Dugu Bo was furious. This kid dared to sneak attack. He had absolutely no noble demeanor of a soul master.

In Dugu Bo's rage, his level 91 soul power exploded with all his strength. The ferocious momentum shook the grass and rocks on the ground around him. It was obvious that he had activated the real fire at this time.

As Dugu Bo's soul power surged, nine soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black suddenly appeared and lay flat under his feet.

"Ahhhh...boy, if I don't kill you today, I can't express my hatred. No, killing you would be too easy for you. I want you to taste all the poisons in the world. I...I want to let you Your life is worse than death..."

Dugu Bo's eyes were bloodshot. This was the first time in so many years that he had been so seriously injured. The kind of lightning that penetrated the paralysis made it difficult for him to feel anything in his left arm.

Stimulated by the severe pain, the Poison Douluo became so murderous that his hair stood on end and he completely went berserk.

Sikong Zheng was talking wildly, but his eyes were like needles, staring at Dugu Bo's movements, which showed that he was not careless at all, but was seriously dealing with a titled Douluo.

Although this Poison Douluo is very popular among Titled Douluo, he will not be careless or look down upon.

He doesn't want to be one of those villains who capsizes in the gutter.

Sikong Zheng grinned, clapped his palms together, and said with an evil smile:

"Okay, then I'll give you a chance to be my whetstone."

"You are not the first Titled Douluo to attack me. In the future, I will attack more Titled Douluo, and even kill them, hahahahaha..."

Following Sikong Zheng's wild laughter, five soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple and black, rose up in response, laying flat on the soles of his feet, moving slowly.

Looking at Si Kong Zheng's exaggerated soul ring configuration, Dugu Bo's pupils shrank. His previous contempt for Si Kong Zheng had disappeared, and he became slightly surprised.

But it's just a surprise. He's just a Soul King. No matter how much he jumps, is he still a match for a titled Douluo?

"Then let me make the first move!"

"Killing God Realm, open."

"The Evil God Realm, open."

"Sacred Tree Domain, open."

Boom——, the three peerless realms of red, black and blue unfolded, and the Qi of the universe overwhelmed the heaven and the earth.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."

Two completely different powers appeared in Sikong Zheng's palms, and with the blessing of the three domains, their power doubled.

Sikong Zheng took advantage of the wind and slowly lifted his body into the air, stopping barely one meter above the ground.

The left palm holds up a ten-foot-diameter cyan spiral wind ball, as if to tear the surrounding space, while the right palm holds tightly a ten-foot-long purple-white thunder spear, on which countless thunder snakes circle and swim, swallowing thunder and lightning.

The flying sand and rocks around Sikong Zheng are like gods in charge of laws.

At this time, Dugu Bo was dumbfounded, without the noble demeanor of a soul master, with his mouth wide open, this..., is this a soul king?